Back to civilisation and a Kebab

17/08/11

We wake again stiff and cold. What’s more it’s blowing a gale and raining. We can now most certainly tell you it does rain abroad! Thinking that the 2.30 bus is some time away we try for the earlier bus but alas our sleep in means we have missed it. So after another two games of cards in the tent (which I win much to James dissatisfaction) we pack up and head to that warm pub to eke out a few hours in the warm before the bus.

Two hours later having only spent 5 quid we are on the bus back to Melbourne. A quick change and we are on the train and after a trot round Southern Cross train station… the station with the worse signs on earth we are back at the hostel. He begins operation wash everything. We take over the laundry room and throw everything from shoes upwards into the washers and then the dryers. A celebratory kebab follows before we fall into bed all reciting James favourite saying “hello long lost friend.”